At the end of the summer 2019, in Merzouga Morocco, a group of us travelers was riding camels into Sahara desert to camp under stars for the night. I saw this group of kids riding a beat up bicycle on the desert sand dunes into the desert sunset. This was one of those moments that reminded me what happiness means and what living means to me. 

A month ago, Elon Musk announced that he is selling all his houses to get rid of majority of his material possessions. It was a shocking news to a lot of people, including his girl friend, who got really mad at him. However, it resonated with me deeply. I never had a desire to own a house. It never felt important to me. When I started my first business in 2006, I was taught that the journey to happiness was to have more things. Nicer car, bigger bank account, bigger businesses. I bought into it for a while. But it never brought me true happiness. When I started meditation in 2018, I heard my inner voice. I was able to go deep inwards to find answers for myself. Then it became clear to me, my journey was never meant to accumulate more worldly possessions, but to explore the beauties of this world and to get close to hearts and souls of other humans from every corner of this planet. It set me free. Freedom is never about making a lot of money and not working, freedom is about letting your spirit soar and knowing your purpose of being on this mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

I hope you will find your path to see and experience, and let this world show you how lucky we all are, for just being alive for a short while.